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Wrapped up tight in blackest black,

No sense of place or time.

Feeling my way around a world

where the sun has ceased to shine.

Something's moving in the dark,

I stop and hold my breath.

Frozen as the terror strikes.

I prepare myself for death.

Blind terror.

Icy fingers round throat

I struggle to break free

To no avail I kick and claw.

If only I could see

Satan's got a hold on me

And now he won't let go.

Will I see this nightmare through?

Perhaps I'll never know.

Blind terror

I listen to the sounds from all around me.

I try my best to find out where I am.

And then I feel an icy wind cut through me.

It chills my bones and bites my trembling hands

Then suddenly the wind's replaced by fire.

I hear a distant voice screaming my name.

There's no escape, the fire's all around me.

The heat is so intense I scream in pain.

Oh it burns.

Black sky, Midday, Death stalks, I am prey.

No light, Can't see, Can you help me?

Blind terror.

Wrapped up tight in blackest black.

No sense of touch or sound.

My mind is searching for a hold

as it spins round and round.

Suddenly my sight returns.

I'm safe in bed it seems.

I realize that my ordeal

was nothing but it dream.

Blind terror.

Was all a crazy dream.

No longer alone in the darkness.

Now that I can see